Gosh! I'm just staring at it and thinking why I didn't do it in the first place.
I love my friend... but I hate when I don't know when to stop. Too much "good" (read rubbish) and I'm out of laxies because of yesterday... I want more, I need more, but I can't get more - specially now that I grave them like a drug addict.
My healthier side is sleeping somewhere.
I'm going crazy here. Just sat in a bathtub with shower on so long that it started to pour over. Mocking myself over the stuff I ate today... and now Bei is coming over. Shit. More things to stuff in my face.
Let's just fuck it, get fat together and dream about these legs forever cuz I'm always gonna find a good enough excuse to make things go shitty.
Ei kommentteja:
Lähetä kommentti